While You Sit Behind Your Screen, Frustrated By Boredom Or A Slow Connection, My Family And I In Gaza

I can't stand to see my mother living in extermination with fractures in her shoulder and also hungry. Your silence is killing us, I can only ask you for help. Does anyone hear me? I won't give up until you hear my voice, it's my mother's right to treatment and live in peace 🇵🇸💔

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Donate to Help Amira get medical treatment abroad, organized by Pegah Ferydoni

Hello, I‘m Pegah from Berlin and I‘m collecting your donations for my friend‘s … Pegah Ferydoni needs your support for Help Amira get medica

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@fivetrench Please don't ignore my message, post my mother's link widely so that you can receive treatment abroad 🙏🇵🇸

Hello dear, help me with a donation or if you can't do that just a small request. Can you share the link with someone you know on social media or ask them to share it? My dear, you may not imagine how grateful I am. Thank you from here forever and from all my heart❤️ for reaching our goal Whatever your donation, even the price of the cup of coffee you drink, will contribute to saving a person’s life.

https://gofund.me/eb1d4499 please 🇵🇸🇵🇸

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Urgent 🚨 A Call to action⚡ Please help us change our future.

Imagine yourself in a war zone for more than 220 days, displaced at least 4 times, suffering from a lack of water, food, and medicine, and also suffering from the terror of losing your life or the life of your beloved ones.

Well this is not the worst you can imagine.

Imagine having a two and a half year old child who is as wonderful as a pure angel and living in those conditions.

Well, that's not the worst thing you can imagine.

Imagine experiencing 4 wars in the same region and just thinking about this little angel living in similar circumstances.

I'm really writing with my heart melting for our future and i really don't want my little angel Ahmed to live the same circumstances that i lived.

I have created a campaign on GoFundMe to collect the necessary expenses to leave the danger zone.

Here's the link to my campaign

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Donate to Help Almoghrabi family to evacuate Gaza strip, organized by Rashad Abu Shammalah

In the heart of Gaza Strip, amidst the turmoil of conflict and disp… Rashad Abu Shammalah needs your support for Help Almoghrabi family to e

Please don't understimate any donation you can give, every donation matter a lot.

Your generosity can change the future of an innocent little angel.

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Urgent plea a call to action: Please help us to evacuate to safety 🚨

In the middle of the hell of the ongoing war in Palestine Gaza we exist a lovely family of 3 people me Amjad, Rasmia and our little angel Ah

Israel killed 342 of Palestine athletes in the 10 months

I have something I want to check, but the answer may scare me. Alright, here it goes:

Please reblog, though I'm pretty sure it's gonna be pretty conclusive regardless of sample size.

Stand with us 🍉🍉🍉

This is me, Mother of Ahmed from Gaza 🍉🇵🇸🍉, here small message from Ahmed:

I have autism, which means I sometimes find things a bit hard. Before the war, I used to go to therapy sessions to help me, but now I can't because of the war. I get really nervous and fidgety, and I don't talk much. Mom really wants to take me somewhere where I can get better and be like other kids.

I'd really appreciate it if you would share my donation campaign in your blog.

This donation campaign will be soon vetted by: @el-shab-hussein @moayesh @nabulsi

Thanks in advance

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A Cry from Beneath the Rubble

We are not asking for the impossible — we just want to live.

Every moment we are trapped between hunger and thirst, between fear and the sound of bombs. There is no food, no water, no shelter… nothing left to hold on to except our children, whom we cling to with a fear deeper than our own.

We live without electricity, without medicine, without any of life’s basic needs. The sound of warplanes never leaves our sky. Each day is worse than the one before. And every night we manage to sleep — if we sleep at all — we don’t know if we’ll wake up again.

We are the people of Gaza… and we call upon every living heart, every conscience that still feels:

Help us. Save us. Don’t leave us alone.

Any support — no matter how small — could mean survival for us.

Please share, donate, and be a reason someone survives.

Donate to his GOFUNDME(1 Dollar equals 10.96 SEK) and CHUFFED (Chuffed allows dollars)

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WHO DID THIS TO YOU?

First Years/Prefect Romantic Poly (Deuce Centric)

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The Prefect knew that their lovers were going to raise hell when they finally got back from club.

Grim was going to raise hell.

There was going to be a lot of hell raising going on and the Prefect didn’t really know what to do about it or really if they should.

It wasn’t like they liked pain. They were a normal, everyday kind of person that tried their best to avoid it. And they weren’t so altruistic that they wanted to start a fight with their lovers to protect the assholes that had hit them.

But well…their lovers could take it a bit far.

Sevens, any of their friends would take it far and it was a miracle that they managed to get back to Ramshackle without anyone else seeing them in this state.

The last time someone had laid a hand on them – and they had tried to fight back, really! But the Octavinelle student was like, twice their size! Bigger than Floyd even! – Sebek had nearly killed the guy and it was only Malleus pulling strings and Lillia making points of Crowley not protecting his students to get their half-fae off with just a month of detention and no criminal record.

Unfortunately they weren’t exactly in a state capable of hiding what had been done and they wouldn’t lie to their lovers like that anyway.

They just wished they could break it to them a little easier and with forewarning. Trying to message them, though, or call would cause the same kind of panic either way, though, so there was nothing they could do but wait.

The Prefect was just starting to work themself up into a fit of anxiety when they heard the front door open.

“Anata?” Deuce’s voice called from the entrance as they heard him shuffling around to toe off his shoes and set his track bag down near the closet to take back with him to Heartslabyul later.

“Aa, welcome back Deuce.” They managed, standing from the sofa and shifting nervously, glad that at least they had had time to change out of the bloody clothes.

“Practice ended a little early. Jack is on his way he just had to-…” Deuce froze when he stepped into the lounge and caught sight of them, the water bottle in his hand clattering to the floor.

The Prefect winced slightly at the horror and anguish that was quickly giving way to guilt in their lover’s sea blue eyes, hating that even more than anything else.

“I’m alright, it’s just…” but they let their words trail off as the other took numb steps to meet them before ever so gently reaching his hands to cup their face.

He touched them like they were made of glass as his eyes traveled over the already darkening black eye and the split lip that had only just minutes ago stopped bleeding. There were other bruises and scrapes – one on their jaw and another on their cheek bone on the same side as the black eye – but those were the worst.

“Who did this to you?” he whispered, his brow furrowed and broken in a way that the Prefect hated hearing.

Hated the guilt laced liberally throughout and how they always seemed to be a cause of pain for their lovers simply because they weren’t able to protect themselves against the students that saw them as an insult and weak target.

They were a weak target.

They were weak and magicless and didn’t even belong in that world.

It wasn’t surprising that they were a target.

But they wished they were able to at least protect themselves enough to not cause the people they cared about to hurt as if they felt every hit on their own body instead.

Words caught in their throat and they swallowed thickly, trying to push back the tears. They hadn’t cried when they had been thrown to the ground or when they had to cover their head to protect from the vicious kicks. Tears would have only made it worse and they didn’t want to give that kind of satisfaction to the assholes.

Deuce watched them struggling, watched them try to blink away the tears unsuccessfully and how their split lip trembled as they tried to find their voice through the pain and helplessness they clearly still felt.

His expression hardened, eyes narrowing and teeth gritting as a snarl pulled on his lips.

His voice was just as soft as moments before but now it was shaky in a barely contained rage that they could feel through his trembling fingers still oh so gently cupping their face.

“Who did this to you?”

They told him.

Deuce’s eyes flashed and he leaned forward to press the softest of kisses against their forehead, a silent promise.

“Jack will be home in a minute. Lock the door behind me.” He said before turning and storming out, hands already clenched into fists and prepared to return every bruise on their Prefect with ten of his own.

The Prefect watched him go, didn’t try to stop him as they knew it was pointless. Instead they closed the door like Deuce said and locked it before pulling out their phone and texting Ace and Sebek. They would be the closest ones to be able to find Deuce the fastest and hopefully prevent the worst as their lover was planning on taking on a fight of three on his own.

Hopefully Ace and Sebek would be able to get there before Deuce killed anyone.

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Hi guys, hope you liked it. I was inspired by THIS and had to write this up real fast. It's not beta'd or anything so please ignore any mistakes ^_^'. Tell me what you think. <3

Cry for Help from Beneath the Rubble

No words can describe the suffering we endure here in Gaza. Life no longer feels like life. Today, with the border crossings closed once again and humanitarian aid halted, our suffering has doubled. Even the most basic necessities have become an unattainable luxury.Like thousands of other families, my family struggles to survive in this nightmare. We live among the rubble, carrying water from long distances because our infrastructure has been destroyed. Prices have skyrocketed, making food and medicine nearly impossible to afford.

Every day is a new battle, and every moment without food, medicine, or hope adds to our pain. We ask for nothing but the right to live, the right to safety, and the right to find someone who will stand with us in this darkness.To everyone who can help, to every heart that beats with compassion my family needs you. Every contribution, no matter how small, could mean the difference between life and death. Please, don’t leave us alone in this suffering.

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I am Abdulrahman, I live in Gaza. Please help me.

This fundraising campaign is dedicated to the family of Abdulrahman, 35, whose extended family is struggling to provide for his children, es

Hello dears I hope you are all well please help me!!!

I am Ahmed Halas from the besieged North Gaza, I have created my campaign to help my family and save them from the suffering they are living. Our lives, hopes and ambitions have been destroyed, our livelihood has been destroyed, we have lost dear friends and many relatives, our house has been completely destroyed, we live in a plastic tent in the middle of an UNRWA school and we suffer from the heat of the sun which causes headaches, migraines, body allergies and many diseases. There is no food, water, medicine or basic life requirements and the prices are terribly high, we cannot afford to buy anything.

In the meantime, this fundraising campaign has been started so that people can donate so that we can regain momentum in case the unfortunate circumstances cannot be fixed. Ahmed Halas and his family have already registered and are likely to be called to leave soon. This money is for their evacuation. Let's aim to evacuate them all together!!!

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Donate to Helping the Helles family achieve a better future, organized by Ahmed Hells

Hello dears I hope you are all well please help me!!! I am Ahmed Halas … Ahmed Hells needs your support for Helping the Helles family achie

Ahmed's message:

Hello, I am Ahmed from the Gaza Strip, I am still alive after ten months of war. This is my fifth war too. But this war is unlike any other. I am trying to raise money for me and my family, as we are determined to leave to safety while this disaster continues. We want to leave the Gaza Strip towards Egypt through the Rafah crossing and Hala Company.

This was a very difficult decision for me, but this is my fate and the fate of my family. I feel ashamed to ask you to donate enough to save me and my family of 20, most of whom are young children, by raising enough money to reach safety. "Hala Company details are at the bottom of the article." Please participate, even if it is a small part. Donate any small amount, share my photos, share your story, anything that makes a difference. I have complete hope in you and your generosity.

Father Fathi suffers from heart disease, diabetes and high blood pressure, and son Mahmoud suffers from back and cartilage pain, which is why he does not have a medical mattress due to sleeping on the floor, which makes him feel severe pain.

Oh my God, what happened to us, I lost my memories and dreams that I have dreamed of for a long time, my house where I lived my childhood, nothing remained inside it, it was a pile of fire, and I lost my source of livelihood and my baby clothes store was completely destroyed, which led to the accumulation of debts that I was committed to from merchants that I obtained a few days before the current wave of war.

Note: Ahmed will try, when the circumstances are complete and I collect a sufficient amount and I am able to reunite the entire family here in Gaza, by moving my family to a safe place and regaining some comfort or trying to go to Egypt, knowing that the cost per person now is $ 5,000 for an adult and $ 2,500 for a child. The price may fluctuate. Please help us by donating even the simplest things or by participating in our campaign, and I will be grateful to you

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Donate to Helping the Helles family achieve a better future, organized by Ahmed Hells

Hello dears I hope you are all well please help me!!! I am Ahmed Halas … Ahmed Hells needs your support for Helping the Helles family achie